No one could reproach the heavens And say, what is deprived, do not remember, The Lord has deprived the earthlings of slaughter, And the downfall is children. And to each person whom you have fallen in love with, Then he stuffs the sagaydak with synami. The stinks marry with fate - Let us fly to God's gates. And the goal is to reach all the lines, Bo is holding a mystical bow in his father’s hands. Do not karkatime peremozhno kruk - Don't worry about it. Man of the Lord, your joyful hum Let the heavens tell you, For you will be blessed with sons, And the pervostok is one of the constipations.
